On Patrol (Continued from Let's Go to the Prancing Pony)

[VanimaEdhel]

Menelduliniel and Estelarion continued to gallop until they heard Gandalf's request for music. They stopped, looked at each other, grinned impishly, and galloped back to the group.

"We may be of some assistance, Mithrandir," Estelarion said.

Estelarion took out a silver flute and Menelduliniel cleared her voice. Estelarion started with an introduction, then Menelduliniel, figuring out which song it was, came in with the sorrowful melody:

Ta' yestant yassen rina
Ta' yestant yassen coiasira
Ta' yestant yassen namaarie
Ta' yestant yassen mori tuliel

Amin n'eleaint
Amin n'sintaint
Amin n'tyavaint
Lle n'tulis

Ar' amin sal' feithon
Ar' amin sal' kaimelon
Ar' amin sal' estelon
Lle entulathos i amin

Amin sinton lle entulathos i amin

Translation:
It began with memory
It began with time
It began with farewell
It began with darkness coming

I saw not
I knew not
I felt not
You came not

And I still wait
And I still dream
And I still hope
You will return to me

I know you will return to me

Menelduliniel finished the song and Estelarion stopped playing. They both looked to the others to see how they liked the mournful song.